Who Can Live With This Consciousness And

An Unnoticed Corner Of The World Suddenly Becomes Noticed, And When You Notice Something Clearly And See It Vividly, It Becomes Sacred. (on Robert Frank's Photography)

So I Had A Choice Between Going To A Jail Or Going To A Bughouse Like A Nice Young Middle-class Student. So I Chose To Go To A Very Polite Mental Hospital. When I Left Eight Months Later, They Said, 'you Were Never Psychotic. You Were Just An Average Neurotic.'

Follow Your Inner Moonlight; Don't Hide The Madness.

Others Can Measure Their Visions By What We See.

Truth Is Dissent, Where All Power Resides In The Big Lie.